User blog comment:Llamao/Kotir Reborn/@comment-3474228-20120405021336/@comment-3474228-20120412004629

Soon enough, the moon is high in the sky and the camp is quiet, save the sound of JR's pickaxe on the rocks of the quarry.

Sahja stays awake, cursing the otter who wounded him so bad. "Skipper, they called him. I wish I'd had the chance to kill him ... Destroying his home will have to do..."